dawn

It’s not yet dawn and
my dog is softly snoring on my leg.
My eyes try to rest
but these thoughts of you
that run wild within my heart
linger loudly round me;
It’s dissonance to my soul
and allows my heart no peace-
Love knows no time and cares not
for respite or release;
So I hover now between, wondering,
what I could have done differently…
A plague of the heart as dark as
the night outside my window-
My only consolation is that I know
by the songbirds that dawn is near

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